i probably won't be able to update for the next two days, because i'm packing up my house tomorrow and moving house Saturday, luckily the internet is also being installed that day so i should be able to add by Sunday latest.

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464 Dannys POV

As Tom dodged round me, I ran after him, speeding up a little to almost jump on the boy, deliberately missing him, just to make him squeal more. "no!" Tom squealed, running and hiding in a corner, effectively making it almost too easy for me to jump on him properly. "tickle monsters got you!" I laughed, tickling Toms side until he fell over in fits of giggles. "no! Stop it no!" Tom squealed, practically screaming in laughter. "never! The tickle monster stops for nothing!" I giggled, sitting on his legs to stop his legs from kicking as much.

I tickled Tom until my hands hurt, and he almost turned purple from lack of air. I felt a bit sorry for Tom really, he was in hysterics, barely about to breathe. But it was quite funny, and adorable to watch him laugh like that, I hadn't seen Tom laughing this much in months, perhaps years. To see him practically killing himself laughing was adorable and the best thing I had seen. "aw baby, you cant stop, can you?" I giggled, as Toms giggles subsided a little. He finally stopped, grabbing hold my hands as I went to tickle him again. "don't please!" Tom begged, still smiling up at me, looking so cute, his dimple digging into his cheek. "alright, I'll stop for now... I have a surprise for you tonight by the way." I gave in, wriggling upwards so I was sat on his hips, making sure I wasn't putting too much pressure on his bony hips.

"what is it?" Tom asked, sitting up a little. "you'll see, after everyones gone home." I teased, giggling when Tom pouted, "don't give me that look, you'll find out soon enough." I adjusted his glasses and kissed him quickly, laughing when the pout didn't leave all night. Tom actually perked up when Harry and Dougie left and Carrie went to bed, like he really wanted to know what his surprise was and it was all he had been thinking about. "is it surprise time now?" Tom asked, tugging on my hand excitedly. "I suppose so...right, stay here and don't go to the kitchen, I'm setting stuff up, alright?" I got up, stroking Toms hair as he nodded. "good boy, now just sit here for a while, I'll be back in a few minutes." I kissed his hair and jogged into the kitchen, setting out some a variety of food on the table.

My plan was to somehow stop Tom from seeing, and make him eat a bit of food, and make him guess what it was. I was hoping that he would agree to it, so he was eating more to gain more weight, and hopefully his brain would benefit from thinking too, so he would be able to use more words. "ready Tommy!" I called, smiling when I found one of Dougies headbands on the side, from where he must have left it earlier. "wow!" Tom came over, looking in awe at the table laden with food. "I know, ready to find out what the surprise is?" I wrapped my arms around his middle, kissing his hair. "yeah!" Tom nodded, leaning against me. "good. Now I was thinking of having a little competition..." I explained my plan to him, watching his face to see what he was thinking about it. He seemed pretty okay with it to be honest, little nervous, but that was expected really.

"you okay with doing this?" I asked, rubbing his side gently. "yeah, yeah I think." Tom bit his lip, wincing a little. "want to do it to me first? So you know whats happening?" I suggested, Tom nodded, sitting down with me, tying the headband around my eyes. "go on Tommy, give me something to eat." I encouraged, reaching out and grabbing his hand, squeezing it gently. "open up." Tom said after a few seconds, I obeyed, feeling his fingers fumbling to put in what was obviously a grape. I chewed and swallowed, telling him it was a grape. "yeah, it was." Tom took off the blindfold, looking a little more relaxed. "thats all that'll happen. I promise. Nothing more, nothing less." I squeezed his hand again, watching his blonde head nod. "I'll do it."

465 Toms POV

I sat back down on my own chair, letting Danny tie the headband around my eyes, being comforted by the fact it smelt of Dougie and Harry. "its okay Tommy, its still eating, just with a little twist and a bit of competition to it." Danny whispered, holding my hand gently, though I still felt so alone. All I could see was blackness, only a hand on mine telling me that I wasn't alone. You're alone, its not a real hand. Of course it was, I could recognise Dannys hand anywhere. "D-Danny," I whimpered, reaching out for him, so I wasn't so alone. "alright, its alright, come here, sit on my lap." Danny guided me onto his lap, "see, I'm here. I'm right here." Danny whispered, his lips pressing to my cheek, tracing patterns around my arm until I relaxed.

"good boy, are you ready for this?" Danny praised, I nodded slowly. You'll get fat. I wouldn't, would I? Danny called me tiny all the time, I wouldn't get fat, would I? Yes. "first thing coming up, you'll like this one." Dannys voice turned up, putting something in my mouth. I chewed and swallowed, hearing laughing somewhere. "what was that then Tommy?" Danny asked, linking our fingers together. "er, crisp?" I guessed, it had crunched...and thats what crisps did. Wobble, wobble, wobble. "not wobbling." I shook my head, answering the voice. "yep, but what flavour?" Danny sounded like he was happy, ignoring the last thing I said. "erm...salt and vinegar." I answered, being told it was right.

This carried on for a while, I was fed different flavours of crisps, as well as an apple, some left overs from dinner, and a few other things I couldn't remember. Another thing came forward, but I pushed his hand away, feeling full, not wanting anymore. "don't want anymore!" I whined, pushing away his hand when I found it. "aw, why not Tommy?" Danny asked, his hand moving to hold mine. "no more! Don't like it anymore." I didn't like being in the dark anymore, didn't like eating things I couldn't see! I didn't want to get another thing wrong, I didn't like getting it wrong. "alright, I'll you go. You did well there baby, really well. I'm proud of you." Danny let me go, the light stinging my eyes.

I covered my eyes with my hand, hiding from the bright lights, falling to lean on Dannys shoulder. "tired honey? Alright, its way past your bedtime anyway." He sighed, taking me upstairs, helping me get changed into my pyjamas and get into bed. "I'm proud of you for that, you know that right? I'll give you a treat tomorrow when we get home from Harry and Dougies." Danny smiled, pulling off his trousers and changing into a Bruce Springsteen tshirt, climbing into bed with me.

"we're going round there tomorrow?" I asked, since when were we going over there? "yeah, we're going round theirs again, just for a little while. And don't worry, there wont be any monsters." Danny pulled me closer to him, letting me rest against his chest, the pictures on his tshirt sticking to my face. "okay." I whispered, wriggling as close as possible, not wanting to think about the monsters that wanted to eat me. They'll have a lot to eat. "right, go to sleep Tommy, its past our normal bedtime." Danny kissed my head, rubbing a hand over my back until I fell asleep.